<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:53:38.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Fly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6194365403149601722</id><published>2008-11-06T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:53:37.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya no se que es eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6194365403149601722?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6194365403149601722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6194365403149601722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/11/confiar-ya-no-se-que-es-eso.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-7691194319645677436</id><published>2008-10-21T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:25:03.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tontita ingenua, te va a seguir pasando en cuanto siguas siendo una tontita ingenua.. pensando q el mundo puede ser diferente de todo a lo que le temes, despertate lo cuentos de hadas no existen, ya tendrias q saberlo a tu edad. Cuanto tiempo mas esperas para aprender, cuantas lagrimas mas? cuantas heridas? cuantas decepciones?&lt;br /&gt;Vos tenes q ser: fria, manipuladora, superficial, egocentrica, egoista, descorazonada ... REALISTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no una tontita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tontita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-7691194319645677436?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7691194319645677436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7691194319645677436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/10/tontita-ingenua-te-va-seguir-pasando-en.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-873821483687070321</id><published>2008-10-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:22:29.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sos una autodestructiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya era costumbre ir de acá para allá juntos, recorrer todo capital, peliculas sin ver y despedirnos al día siguiente. Ya no queda nada.&lt;br /&gt;Y ya pasaste por el proceso de filtrado.&lt;br /&gt;El trauma llegó para quedarse mucho tiempo y me pesó, me pesó bastante. Por eso lo tuve q eliminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitulo aparte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Volando]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-873821483687070321?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/873821483687070321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/873821483687070321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/10/sos-una-autodestructiva.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-3831522895949881760</id><published>2008-10-06T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:33:30.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y pasan personas por tu vida, pasan dias, pasan horas, pasan tantas cosas y yo sigo igual de tonta.&lt;br /&gt;Esas personas que estan hasta que se dan cuenta de eso y se aprovechan. No tengo la culpa de venir de un mundo color de rosa, pero ya sali de el,  y estoy sufriendo por eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan dificil es pedir  que alguien deje el orgullo en su casa, deje su ego por lo menos por un rato y se siente al lado mio, que me de la mano y no me suelte. No se da nadie cuenta que el mundo es muy cruel y necesito que me abracen y que me digan que todo va a estar bien?&lt;br /&gt;Que no existan barreras ni temores... por que eso es lo que hoy hay: miedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, cinderella is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señora S a veces es mejor su "compañia".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-3831522895949881760?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3831522895949881760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3831522895949881760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/10/y-pasan-personas-por-tu-vida-pasan-dias.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6539324592104325451</id><published>2008-09-13T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:42:06.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No me canso de sentirme tonta?.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6539324592104325451?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6539324592104325451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6539324592104325451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-me-canso-de-sentirme-tonta.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-2559373943782602232</id><published>2008-09-05T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:51:10.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me es tan dificil volver a creer... creo que ya no puedo hacerlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-2559373943782602232?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/2559373943782602232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/2559373943782602232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-es-tan-dificil-volver-creer.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4791876258883665363</id><published>2008-07-09T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:57:03.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya no me gusta expresar sentimientos en el blog y menos estos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4791876258883665363?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4791876258883665363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4791876258883665363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/07/ya-no-me-gusta-expresar-sentimientos-en.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-1155442832203974883</id><published>2008-03-18T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:48:21.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Empiezo a sentir el frio, ya no siento los pies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-1155442832203974883?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1155442832203974883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1155442832203974883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/03/empiezo-sentir-el-frio-ya-no-siento-los.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5151139360562593118</id><published>2008-03-14T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:25:09.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5151139360562593118?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5151139360562593118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5151139360562593118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-7825284568599467268</id><published>2008-03-14T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:46:22.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Voy a leer un libro al revés... por que al derecho... creo que se me esta escapando algo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-7825284568599467268?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7825284568599467268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7825284568599467268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/03/voy-leer-un-libro-al-revs.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5076528421159795607</id><published>2008-03-06T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:59:37.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tiempo vos que controlas mi vida, que haces lo que queres con ella, no me darias una pista?creo que en el fondo no quiero saberlo... pero pregunto por que se que me vas a decir que no......&lt;br /&gt;Intento que mi impulsividad te distraiga y no sentirme tan dominada.. pero parece que siempre tenes un contraataque. Por que es tan impredecible? Tiempo... te pido tiempoo a veces se vuelve todo en camara lenta, apresura el golpe o dejame cerrar los ojos en una nube y soñar eternamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5076528421159795607?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5076528421159795607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5076528421159795607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/03/tiempo-vos-que-controlas-mi-vida-que.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5960806686939422056</id><published>2008-03-02T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:16:54.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>preguntas no contestadas... vasos ( de plastico?) de incertidumbre no llenados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La balanza me dice que es lo mas importante... pero no le estoy haciendo mucho caso, tengo que ponerme a compensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este es el blog que no quiere ser leido... (ni yo lo leo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5960806686939422056?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5960806686939422056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5960806686939422056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/03/preguntas-no-contestadas.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-1977982509021843539</id><published>2008-02-09T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:20:29.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R62MYL_PMiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/P0NN9nY_OGQ/s1600-h/415273179_d5c77f61b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164938694826603042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R62MYL_PMiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/P0NN9nY_OGQ/s400/415273179_d5c77f61b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peta? mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-1977982509021843539?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1977982509021843539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1977982509021843539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R62MYL_PMiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/P0NN9nY_OGQ/s72-c/415273179_d5c77f61b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-7906857726328731913</id><published>2008-02-09T03:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:18:19.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alejate... espera.. quedate un rato mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ahogo en mi contradiccion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sombra me tapa, ciega mis ojos, quizas si me pongo adelante... no quiero sentir que voy a perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y tengo que aceptarlo, mi alma es solo mia. Por mas que quieran compartirla, nunca se la dare a nadie. Pero si te la presto solo te pido: QUE NO LA LASTIMES, por que despues la quiero de vuelta sana y salva. Es lo mas que mas quiero, por eso mi destino es estar solo con ella, protegiendola, pero si la vez sola en algun momento por favor: SOSTENELA FUERTE que a veces le tiene miedo a la soledad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para agendar ------&gt; 3 de marzo : mi juicio final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-7906857726328731913?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7906857726328731913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7906857726328731913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/02/alejate.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-8120390568026888354</id><published>2008-02-06T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:06:46.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qt7IW5W7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qBzc6_d4aGA/s1600-h/shila2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164131154101099442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qt7IW5W7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qBzc6_d4aGA/s320/shila2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qtZoW5W6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/hn2JMdQO_QA/s1600-h/Explorar0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164130578575481762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qtZoW5W6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/hn2JMdQO_QA/s320/Explorar0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qs-IW5W5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/EF-PwWg8KsE/s1600-h/arnold.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qsvYW5W4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/suU8wxoRXkk/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164129852726008706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qsvYW5W4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/suU8wxoRXkk/s320/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qrX4W5W3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZQ0Cac9iNNA/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164128349487455090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qrX4W5W3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZQ0Cac9iNNA/s320/IMG_2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qrFIW5W2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/MfL3S2ycr-c/s1600-h/IMG_2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164128027364907874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qrFIW5W2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/MfL3S2ycr-c/s320/IMG_2203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-8120390568026888354?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8120390568026888354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8120390568026888354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qt7IW5W7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qBzc6_d4aGA/s72-c/shila2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6756760823259282177</id><published>2008-02-06T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:45:58.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qo7YW5W1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SA6uFN02_hA/s1600-h/gatos-negros-13.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...............................................................estas leyendo mi blog? .... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qo7YW5W1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SA6uFN02_hA/s1600-h/gatos-negros-13.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164125660837927762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qo7YW5W1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SA6uFN02_hA/s400/gatos-negros-13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6756760823259282177?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6756760823259282177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6756760823259282177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R6qo7YW5W1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SA6uFN02_hA/s72-c/gatos-negros-13.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6514367130244540437</id><published>2008-02-04T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:18:55.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Queres que te llene de palabras vacias solo por que suenan lindo? no gracias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soltate no ves? ------------------&gt; que te estan atando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saltemos juntos al abismo, te aseguro que tocamos fondo y ahi nos quedamos los dos. Que me guste sufrir&lt;br /&gt; no quiere decir que -----&gt;me gusta entrar en jueguitos sin sentido...&lt;br /&gt;soy autosuficiente en ese aspecto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;no me gusta verte sufrir por otras personas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por que ese es mi trabajo y no quiero que ocupen mi lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6514367130244540437?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6514367130244540437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6514367130244540437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/02/queres-que-te-llene-de-palabras-vacias.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4423756472269374634</id><published>2008-01-30T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:23:30.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uno elige la vida que desea vivir. Si uno quiere una vida manejada por lo que piensen los demas, haciendo todo para demostrar algo, es lo que se va a tener.&lt;br /&gt;Si uno quiere una vida cerrada a las personas que mas quiere es lo que se va a tener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno elige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo ya elegi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4423756472269374634?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4423756472269374634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4423756472269374634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/01/uno-elige-la-vida-que-desea-vivir.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5150627286131071110</id><published>2008-01-28T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T19:38:37.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No me voy a quedar a ver como se consumen los restos de una promesa que ardio antes de cumplirse. Quizas el destino es que me sienta una extranjera que nunca llega a conocer su destino. Nunca fui buena para esperar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5150627286131071110?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5150627286131071110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5150627286131071110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-me-quedo-ver-como-se-consumen-los.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4170252536004341159</id><published>2008-01-21T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:29:25.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Permitanme, me voy a mostrar: enojada, decepcionada, contenta, extasiada, ingenua, segura, confusa, insegura, social, antisocial, interesada, introvertida, desinteresada, extrovertida, comprometida, presionada, melancolica, solitaria, feliz y....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; seguire siendo la misma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay que ver ambas caras de la moneda, antes de medir su peso con la mano y lanzarla al aire y que el destino sea nuestro guia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy... evaluando ambas caras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4170252536004341159?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4170252536004341159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4170252536004341159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/01/permitanme-me-voy-mostrar-enojada.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4997711891175149691</id><published>2008-01-20T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T14:18:08.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R5PIkX-d1XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oGm3T7S2OUw/s1600-h/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157686525506213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R5PIkX-d1XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oGm3T7S2OUw/s400/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R5PHaH-d1WI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_DRk7ojBsbI/s1600-h/20071013031852-cayendo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuve muchas expectativas. Siempre espere mucho de la gente, tendrias que sentirte mal por no cumplir con lo que espera la gente. Por que soy yo entonces la que se retuerce de dolor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corri lejos, me escondi detras de mi ogullo.... quien es el que te esta diciendo donde estoy? quien te delata siempre mi escondite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No quiero correr mas, estoy cansada. Corro con culpa de estar corriendo, corro con miedo de hacia donde voy, a veces corro por correr, por que ya no se adonde ir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4997711891175149691?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4997711891175149691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4997711891175149691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/01/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R5PIkX-d1XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oGm3T7S2OUw/s72-c/1.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-8216780798390134535</id><published>2008-01-02T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:40:14.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R3wgL3-d1VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/In7sIlVW_KQ/s1600-h/20071007042529-lluvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151027462181606738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R3wgL3-d1VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/In7sIlVW_KQ/s400/20071007042529-lluvia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't repeat it no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-8216780798390134535?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8216780798390134535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8216780798390134535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wont-repeat-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/R3wgL3-d1VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/In7sIlVW_KQ/s72-c/20071007042529-lluvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5602881571733082730</id><published>2007-12-27T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:06:50.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Armando una estrategia? o dejandome llevar por la corriente? Hacer lo que siento o lo que pienso? Es dificil saber que hacer para salir bien parada sobre todo cuando no sabes realmente lo que necesitas.&lt;br /&gt;*Enterrar todo y seguir adelante y cada vez que resurga un pensamiento de esos, ahogarlo para que no pueda respirar. Seguir... vivir mi vida, mirar hacia otro lado como si nada hubiera pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Seguir con esperanzas de que se puede volver al pasado, por lo menos por una noche?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dejarse llevar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No soy de las que se queda esperando. Sufro demasiado en esa posicion. No es para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo con la sombra del pasado? creo que no soy la misma de antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que abro la puerta numero 1: Seguir con mi vida, por que si no fue nada no lo sera nunca.&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable? siempre lo sere, pero nadie me va a ver con el orgullo caido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levanto la cabeza y sigo adelante. Por que cuando algo me golpea, exactamente al segundo me siento mas fuerte. Y yo no soy segundo plato de nadie. Por que con la unica persona que me acuesto y me levanto todos los dias del año es conmigo, y no puedo estar peleada con esa unica persona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5602881571733082730?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5602881571733082730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5602881571733082730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/12/armando-una-estrategia-o-dejandome.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4913976022505860937</id><published>2007-12-26T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T17:38:39.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Escuchandome mas, tapandome los oidos ante lo que estoy cansada de escuchar. Deje la actitud masoquista. Adios ya no me castigo gratis. No se me hace necesario para vivir, quizas antes si, pero ya no. Rompi el monumento en tu honor con mis propias manos. Le di en la base, y lo vi desmoronarse.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo muchas cosas que confesar.. me declaro culpable de muchos crimenes. Pero no te voy a dar el placer de verme cumplir mi condena. Solo por eso me llevo el secreto a la tumba, se que decirlo me liberaria de mi misma. Pero verte disfrutarlo es demasiado para mi y no puedo con eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso lo digo de nuevo, no voy sufrir gratis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4913976022505860937?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4913976022505860937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4913976022505860937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/12/escuchandome-mas-tapandome-los-oidos.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-8392843382494865506</id><published>2007-10-16T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:03:07.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todos los dias se vuelven iguales... creer en donde va a estar uno mañana, pasado, la semana que viene, dentro de 2 meses... eso puede ser un beneficio para algunos, pero para otros una condena. Todos los dias se vuelven iguales, ya no se sabe si es lunes o jueves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-8392843382494865506?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8392843382494865506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8392843382494865506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/10/todos-los-dias-se-vuelven-iguales.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-1466356738384445793</id><published>2007-09-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:12:38.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tantas cosas que decir y ninguna intencion. Todo tiene un ciclo, es tan dificil cortar por lo sano. Quizas es mas facil cuando las cosas se caen de maduras, pero esa caida es fuerte y necesaria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Creo que finalmente me voy a quedar arriba definitivamente cuando entienda que controlar todo no es tan bueno como parece. Que en ese control cometemos errores. Que no se pueden forzar las cosas, para que empiecen, para que continuen, pero algunas veces si para que terminen, no se por que es mas facil destruir que crear o preservar. Algunas personas autodestructivas encuentran placer en eso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-1466356738384445793?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1466356738384445793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1466356738384445793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/09/tantas-cosas-que-decir-y-ninguna.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-291123040572977490</id><published>2007-05-31T18:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T18:53:26.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Para no dejarlo olvidado en la compu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rl958KjFtYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9qV-QBIgTio/s1600-h/dragon3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rl958KjFtYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9qV-QBIgTio/s400/dragon3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070905779973109122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         by Marby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/56480000/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/56480000/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Link al dibujo en Deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/56480000/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-291123040572977490?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/291123040572977490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/291123040572977490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/05/para-no-dejarlo-olvidado-en-la-compu-by.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rl958KjFtYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9qV-QBIgTio/s72-c/dragon3.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4700312114687269058</id><published>2007-05-22T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:06:01.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Cambia, todo cambia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4700312114687269058?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4700312114687269058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4700312114687269058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/05/cambia-todo-cambia.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-8386617477663714098</id><published>2007-05-06T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:06:55.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que dificil es que la gente te vea de forma diferente, sobre todo si empezas a creerte lo que piensan los demas cuando en el fondo sabes que no es asi. Pero te confundis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es raro cuando no te encontras con vos mismo, es una distorsion entre lo que ven los demas y como se ve uno mismo, entre lo que uno es y lo que quiere ser, etc. Quizas la respuesta es mas simple, pero nosotros buscamos una respuesta tan complicada como la pregunta: quienes somos en realidad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-8386617477663714098?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8386617477663714098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8386617477663714098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/05/que-dificil-es-que-la-gente-te-vea-de.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5552961293320944050</id><published>2007-05-06T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:14:23.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tiempo sin postear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este tiempo entendí algunas cosas: todo tiene un ciclo que no se puede romper.. tratar de apurar las cosas. Me entendí un poco mas y a los demás tambien.&lt;br /&gt;Salir de ese castillo de arena que me contrui alrededor, que es mas fácil que se caiga cuando queremos que nos proteja que derribarlo cuando queremos salir.&lt;br /&gt;Dejé de lado esa actitud de dictadora con el mundo y de entristecerme cuando no salian las cosas como yo quería y ahora dejo que  me sorprenda.&lt;br /&gt;Me falta todavía... pero voy por buen camino y si no? bueno ya lo veremos. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;In the cocoon ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5552961293320944050?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5552961293320944050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5552961293320944050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/05/tiempo-sin-postear-en-este-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-958914826258709217</id><published>2007-03-29T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T16:47:52.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>faltan 12 dias y contando....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-958914826258709217?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/958914826258709217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/958914826258709217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/03/faltan-12-dias-y-contando.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4941336576728970703</id><published>2007-03-27T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T17:26:49.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- DIA DE LAS MADRES -&lt;br /&gt;(10/2006 - Pinamar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm08X90VFI/AAAAAAAAADI/S38Il-Lqz-A/s1600-h/DSC04441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm08X90VFI/AAAAAAAAADI/S38Il-Lqz-A/s400/DSC04441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046763806763799634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1Un90VHI/AAAAAAAAADY/-wFJnNjhnOM/s1600-h/DSC04530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1Un90VHI/AAAAAAAAADY/-wFJnNjhnOM/s400/DSC04530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046764223375627378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1IX90VGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6echoSpk7vs/s1600-h/DSC04416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1IX90VGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6echoSpk7vs/s400/DSC04416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046764012922229858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1k390VII/AAAAAAAAADg/qt4anH0mBaQ/s1600-h/DSC04565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1k390VII/AAAAAAAAADg/qt4anH0mBaQ/s400/DSC04565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046764502548501634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1wX90VJI/AAAAAAAAADo/65p4c8C3ZBc/s1600-h/DSC04442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm1wX90VJI/AAAAAAAAADo/65p4c8C3ZBc/s400/DSC04442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046764700116997266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4941336576728970703?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4941336576728970703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4941336576728970703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/03/dia-de-las-madres-102006-pinamar.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rgm08X90VFI/AAAAAAAAADI/S38Il-Lqz-A/s72-c/DSC04441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-8639670930108611064</id><published>2007-03-27T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:08:53.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* Encontrando el equilibrio entre el lugar que ocupo y el que me gustaria ocupar, es tedioso algunas veces el trayecto, pero vale la pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-8639670930108611064?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8639670930108611064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8639670930108611064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/03/encontrando-el-equilibrio-entre-el.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6381297277915706297</id><published>2007-03-14T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T04:54:51.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gracias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6381297277915706297?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6381297277915706297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6381297277915706297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/03/gracias.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-7690779215247077594</id><published>2007-03-12T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:24:17.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uno no puede escapar de su pasado, por que tarde o temprano te encuentra.&lt;br /&gt;En lo similar encuentro la diferencia y la singularidad.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que buscar un equilibrio, entre el lo que aspiro y lo que soy, sin dejarme arrastrar por lo que conlleva esa busqueda.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero paz! parece que nadie entiende eso. No me gusta que el mundo sea un pañuelo y que la gente se entere cosas de mi, no me gusta no poder controlar algunas cosas... Pero creo que yo les doy pase gratis dejando que me importe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno es lo que es y no hay vueltas que darle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-7690779215247077594?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7690779215247077594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7690779215247077594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/03/uno-no-puede-escapar-de-su-pasado-por.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-4752156130699176471</id><published>2007-03-10T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T11:44:39.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;- MAR DEL PLATA 2007 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RfKYC-nMAeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u1Vuxqwwtew/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040258109915529698" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RfKf7OnMAnI/AAAAAAAAADA/sn0KDWW4VFY/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-4752156130699176471?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4752156130699176471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/4752156130699176471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/03/mar-del-plata-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RfKYC-nMAeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u1Vuxqwwtew/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-8221056526135304714</id><published>2007-02-25T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:19:18.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.masternewmedia.org/images/AnInconvenientTruth_full_450o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.masternewmedia.org/images/AnInconvenientTruth_full_450o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-8221056526135304714?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8221056526135304714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/8221056526135304714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-3750721951770793102</id><published>2007-02-23T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T07:09:12.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rd8DiRpZNRI/AAAAAAAAABc/S4CBOkEUAVA/s1600-h/dsads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rd8AkRpZNOI/AAAAAAAAABE/wzu7Q5JsA7E/s400/DCFC0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034743531635815650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rd8AcBpZNNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SIMU53UYFGo/s1600-h/DCFC0+s007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rd8AcBpZNNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SIMU53UYFGo/s400/DCFC0+s007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034743389901894866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- San Pedro 2007 - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-3750721951770793102?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3750721951770793102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3750721951770793102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/02/san-pedro-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/Rd8DiRpZNRI/AAAAAAAAABc/S4CBOkEUAVA/s72-c/dsads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-3369234262713952420</id><published>2007-02-16T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:12:55.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tengo tantos sentimientos encontrados...&lt;br /&gt;No entiendo como alguien puede ver algo de una forma totalmente diferente a la que es, no me tengo que hacer muchas expectativas... ya estoy decepcionada. Trato de ver el lado positivo pero despues llego a la conclusion que es mejor que no huiera pasado nada. Decepcion, tengo el orgullo golpeado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-3369234262713952420?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3369234262713952420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3369234262713952420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/02/tengo-tantos-sentimientos-encontrados.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-1001802469439669772</id><published>2007-02-09T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:32:45.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5:13 de la mañana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya estoy en carrera, pero tengo que aceptar las reglas del juego pase lo que pase. Lo veo dificil... pero nunca se sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me doy mas manija con eso, que pase lo que tenga que pasar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por suerte... faltan 3 dias para San Pedro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-1001802469439669772?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1001802469439669772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1001802469439669772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/02/513-de-la-maana.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-5212138045177224665</id><published>2007-02-02T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:14:05.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuando uno esta bien con uno mismo esta bien con los demas, por lo tanto creo que lo mas importante es eso, no dejar que el sentimiento de realizacion personal de cada uno sea responsabilidad del de al lado. Se puede tener un apoyo, pero al fin y al cabo uno tiene que hacer lo que tiene que hacer, por que no van a venir a vivir por uno. Da bronca, ansiedad, miedo e inseguridad, pero estos sentimientos no se van a ir  si uno no controla la situacion de lo contrario... la situacion nos controla. Aunque es dificil el equilibrio y hay que saber que algunas cosas no hay que forzarlas, por que se escapan entre los dedos. Cosas que si tienen que pasar van a pasar, sobre todo en el tema amoroso... uno sabe lo que tiene que hacer, que lo haga o no es otra cosa.&lt;br /&gt;Ay... que el tiempo diga como actuar, que el tiempo acomode las cosas y se pongan en el lugar que corresponden, aunque las lleven una marea de llantos o una brisa de suspiros, que sea lo que tenga que ser, que sea claro el aire que respiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veremos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-5212138045177224665?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5212138045177224665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/5212138045177224665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/02/cuando-uno-esta-bien-con-uno-mismo-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-3053591327170332731</id><published>2007-01-15T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T05:04:34.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estoy aprendiendo a no aferrarme tanto a personas que pienso que estan pero es solo mi imaginacion, no por que me halla pasado algo, no tengo que esperar para darme la cabeza con la pared una y otra vez para aprender, es como medida de precaucion. Tratar de depender de una misma mas que de otros y NO ESPERAR A NADIE para proponerse lograr algo, uno tiene que vivir y disfrutar cada segundo y si se cruza una media naranja mejor, pero que la felicidad no depende solo de eso, por que cuando eso se escapa, nos quedamos con nada.&lt;br /&gt;Y no tratar de que el tiempo vaya mas rapido, por que lo que tenga que pasar, va a pasar tarde o temprano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-3053591327170332731?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3053591327170332731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/3053591327170332731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/01/estoy-aprendiendo-no-aferrarme-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6062923104059211776</id><published>2007-01-06T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:49:31.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- Noche buena -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBelwX2kwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/evYhRBueWe8/s1600-h/IMG_6166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBelwX2kwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/evYhRBueWe8/s400/IMG_6166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017113987623850754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBe8wX2kxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/m90IsuwW4yI/s1600-h/IMG_6171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBe8wX2kxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/m90IsuwW4yI/s400/IMG_6171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017114382760842002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBfYgX2kyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Mz8u5KAjm2Y/s1600-h/IMG_6190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBfYgX2kyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Mz8u5KAjm2Y/s400/IMG_6190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017114859502211874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tia Noel)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6062923104059211776?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6062923104059211776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6062923104059211776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2007/01/noche-buena.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RaBelwX2kwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/evYhRBueWe8/s72-c/IMG_6166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-317499013985983890</id><published>2006-12-31T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T07:26:18.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RZfWf9Kf93I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nQ_bNdr3VKo/s1600-h/mu%C3%B1ecos+de+nieve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RZfWf9Kf93I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nQ_bNdr3VKo/s320/mu%C3%B1ecos+de+nieve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014712554583226226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Termina el 2006...&lt;br /&gt;Fue un año movidito, con sus cosas buenas y sus cosas malas. No voy a hacer mas balances, por que aprendi bastante durante este 2006 y cosas que espero poner en practica este 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nos deparara este año que viene?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No importa, Feliz año nuevo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-317499013985983890?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/317499013985983890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/317499013985983890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/12/termina-el-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNwy8SGr9z8/RZfWf9Kf93I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nQ_bNdr3VKo/s72-c/mu%C3%B1ecos+de+nieve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-1625456524056249346</id><published>2006-12-22T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:24:56.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No me gusta que me digan lo que tengo que hacer, como si fuera de la propiedad de alguien.&lt;br /&gt;Si me equivoco va a ser por mis decisiones no por las de otro.&lt;br /&gt;Las cosas no se pueden cambiar, tampoco va a cambiar mi manera de ver determinadas cosas y me molesta que la gente intente imponerme su punto de vista y que me vean desorientada cuando en realidad no lo estoy. Quizas me tome mas tiempo llegar, pero nunca dejo de mirar la meta.&lt;br /&gt;Y lo mas feo de todo es cuando me tratan como si no encontrata mi camino.&lt;br /&gt;Pero bueno, creo que esas cosas no las voy a poder evitar... son cosas que pasan lamentablemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paz es lo que necesito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-1625456524056249346?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1625456524056249346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/1625456524056249346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-me-gusta-que-me-digan-lo-que-tengo.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-6553668059222267918</id><published>2006-12-21T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T10:39:23.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sin palabras.......&lt;br /&gt;que decepcion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy una tonta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-6553668059222267918?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6553668059222267918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/6553668059222267918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/12/sin-palabras.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-2786288697678416151</id><published>2006-12-12T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:54:45.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nervios, nervios, incertidumbre, temor, nervios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Termina el año, se me viene todo encima y trato de manejarlo lo mejor que puedo... y espero no desaprobar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empiezo el año: con gente que quiero, proyectos que me gustan, nuevas posibilidades y dejando atras gente y cosas que no me interesan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi que si tengo que hacer el balance de este año... que es inevitable que uno lo haga... fue un buen año... mucho sacrificio que espero que rinda fruto, nunca se sabe... asi que mejor no hablo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me quedan huecos por llenar pero no tengo apuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bienvenido 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-2786288697678416151?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/2786288697678416151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/2786288697678416151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/12/nervios-nervios-incertidumbre-temor.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-2021192467270087508</id><published>2006-12-05T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:11:58.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sentada frente al monitor, mientras que la unica luz en la habitacion es la del monitor, que me deja ver mis pestañeas como puntos brillantes que bailan al compas de mi parpadeo.&lt;br /&gt;Una brisa de aire fresco se filtra por la ventana y el manto de oscuridad de afuera guarda en secreto el bullicio que luego delatara el dia.&lt;br /&gt;Mi atencion esta dividida entre los nervios de mis proximos compromisos y en prestar atencion del gato que se quiere escapar por la ventana abierta que desde la escalera espera el momento a que me distraiga.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo demasiado que reflexionar, pero creo que puedo esperar un poco para eso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-2021192467270087508?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/2021192467270087508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/2021192467270087508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/12/sentada-frente-al-monitor-mientras-que.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-176677388859400923</id><published>2006-12-03T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T10:37:03.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que pasa cuando uno se cansa de una persona?</title><content type='html'>En un momento pensamos: que bueno que encontre alguien asi... pero la gente cambia constantemente y muchas veces no queremos volver a ser lo que fuimos y esto implica sentir que estar rodeada del pasado nos va a hacer volver a lo que no queremos. Pero como desligarse sin lastimar al otro? es egoismo ya que no tenemos en cuenta lo que el otro siente y el daño que se le podria causar?&lt;br /&gt;Pero se merecen la verdad y no que uno este por obligacion con esa persona, por que si le guardamos un poco de respeto y cariño te pones en el lugar de esa persona y a mi personalmente no me gustaria que alguien este conmigo por obligacion. No estoy justificando mi actitud, es que no entiendo por que alguien de un dia para el otro simplemente me deja de interesar. Pero sigue siendo una persona y no me gusta hacer sentir a nadie, pero ya perdio la cualidad de especial para mi. Y no cambio en nada, si no, que yo cambie y no puedo falsificar emociones y engañarme a mi misma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-176677388859400923?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/176677388859400923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/176677388859400923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/12/que-pasa-cuando-uno-se-cansa-de-una.html' title='Que pasa cuando uno se cansa de una persona?'/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-806241743188048562</id><published>2006-11-18T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:59:04.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uno tiene que hacer lo que tiene que hacer. No puedo esperar mas a que las cosas lleguen por que si, no se si creo en la suerte, pero yo tengo que luchar por todo lo que quiero. Pero a veces se me hace dificil.&lt;br /&gt;Y espero una reaccion sin una accion y nunca llega, por que asi no se hacen las cosas, uno se tiene que sacrificar por algo si realmente lo desea y despues ver los resultados, que algunas veces se dan y otras no... son las reglas del juego.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no se puede dejar que una piedrita en el camino nos impida continuar por que si no nunca vamos a llegar a donde queremos.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque siento a veces que los demas ven una realidad que yo no, por que me escapo de ella y quizas esa no es mi realidad, una vez lo fue pero ya no lo es mas ... y ya no tengo nada que ver con ella, pero no me la puedo despegar por mas mal que me haga. Es una historia inconclusa, que no se que titulo ponerle, por que por momentos no me parece que fuera tan fea pero por otros es lo mas deprimente y me golpea el orgullo. Espero que algun dia le pueda poner un nombre y cerrar ese capìtulo de mi vida. Asi no voy a tener que mirar atras deseando que las cosas hubieran sido diferentes y culpandome por eso.&lt;br /&gt;Lo trato de enterrar pero algunas veces viene a saludarme y revivo la historia ( tristeza.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me atormentes pasado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-806241743188048562?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/806241743188048562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/806241743188048562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/11/uno-tiene-que-hacer-lo-que-tiene-que.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-7656343128261144190</id><published>2006-11-14T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:25:43.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuando mas cosas en la cabeza tengo mas necesito escribir en el blog, no es que vaya a enloquecer pero...  bueno, quizas si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya esta por terminar el año... se me hace un poco deprimente que el tiempo pase tan rapido, siento que lo desperdicie un monton y por momentos trato de recuperar todo de repente y eso es imposible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, algo me autosupere por que algunas cosas que antes me molestaban ya no me molestan y eso me da un respiro por que siempre andaba angustiada por cosas que no tienen solucion y lo unico que queda es aceptarlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-7656343128261144190?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7656343128261144190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/7656343128261144190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/11/cuando-mas-cosas-en-la-cabeza-tengo-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-116287319840934512</id><published>2006-11-06T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T01:14:04.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tanto tiempo sin "bloguear" . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy esperando a ver resultados sobre lo que espere mucho tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero. . . cuando uno se pasa hechandole la culpa de las derrotas a algo o alguien y de repente ese algo ya no esta, ya no tenemos excusas, hay que empezar a reconocer que quizas la culpa la tenemos nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;Quizas no somos tan maravillosos como algunas veces creemos, solamente por que tenemos esa excusa dando vueltas por ahi, que siempre va a desahogar nuestro narcisismo.&lt;br /&gt;Y de repente nos sentimos expuestos ante nuestro peor juez, nosotros mismos, por que ahora no tenemos coartada y nos tenemos que enfrentar a la sentencia. Somos los que peor nos juzgamos ( por lo menos en mi caso) y tengo miedo de escucharme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la solucion como siempre va a ser la ACEPTACION. . . aceptar que nos equivocamos, que no somos "perfectos" ni el mundo lo es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-116287319840934512?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/116287319840934512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/116287319840934512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/11/tanto-tiempo-sin-blogear.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115716794111691297</id><published>2006-09-01T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- CERRADO - ( vuelvo cuando ordene mi vida)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115716794111691297?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115716794111691297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115716794111691297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/09/cerrado-vuelvo-cuando-ordene-mi-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115662169557384248</id><published>2006-08-26T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/1600/collage-Agatha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/400/collage-Agatha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115662169557384248?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115662169557384248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115662169557384248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115537602440100321</id><published>2006-08-12T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y hoy se derrumbaron las laderas de la montaña, me impiedieron escalar, pero es solo por hoy. Por momentos me dio la sensacion de que tendria que volver a labrar mi camino, pero comprendi que no puedo estar mas abajo que ayer, quizas pueda caer, pero nunca vere desde la misma perspectiva que hace un tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Solo es una ilusion que muere con la noche y me atormenta a veces con el dia. Tendria que recordarlo siempre, pero a veces puede ser tan real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115537602440100321?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115537602440100321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115537602440100321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/08/y-hoy-se-derrumbaron-las-laderas-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115480976974442215</id><published>2006-08-05T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y asi despues de esperar tanto, un dia como cualquier otro decide triunfar...&lt;br /&gt;Decidi no esperar a las oportunidades si no yo mismo buscarlas,&lt;br /&gt;Decidi ver cada problema como la oportunidad de encontrar la solucion,&lt;br /&gt;Decidi ver cada desierto como la oportunidad de encontrar un oasis,&lt;br /&gt;Decidi ver cada noche como un misterio a resolver,&lt;br /&gt;Decidi ver cada dia como la oportunidad de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Aquel dia descubri que mi unico rival no eran mas que mis propias debilidades, y que en estas, esta la unica y mejor forma de superarnos,&lt;br /&gt;Aquel dia deje de temer a perder y empece a temer a no ganar,&lt;br /&gt;descubri que no era yo el mejor y que quizas nunca lo fui, me dejo de importar quien ganara o perdiera, ahora me importa simplemente saberme mejor que ayer.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que lo dificil no es llegar a la cima, si no jamas dejar de subir.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que el mejor triunfo que puedo tener, es tener el derecho de llamar a alguien " Amigo".&lt;br /&gt;Descubri que el amor es mas que un simple estado de enamoramiento, " el amor es una filosofia de vida".&lt;br /&gt;Aquel dia deje de ser un reflejo de mis escasos triunfos pasados y empece a ser mi propia tenue luz de este presente;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que de nada sirve ser luz si no vas a iluminar el camino de los demas. Aquel dia decidi cambiar tantas cosas...&lt;br /&gt;Auqel dia aprendi que los sueños son solamente para hacerse realidad, desde aquel dia ya no duermo para descansar...&lt;br /&gt;Ahora simplemente duermo para soñar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walt Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Marian, te quierooooo muchisimo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115480976974442215?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115480976974442215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115480976974442215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/08/y-asi-despues-de-esperar-tanto-un-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115445668504147677</id><published>2006-08-01T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/1600/DSC04110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/400/DSC04110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/400/DSC04111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/400/DSC04125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115445668504147677?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115445668504147677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115445668504147677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115445668504147677.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115445611863053896</id><published>2006-08-01T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/1600/x1pxOYwqu4SjF5964X9vCl2Ph0DWpq604FqAo14oXqeXc5SeJANwcoczgB1ZLBSXPgS8l7P9eEIui1cjoqJtYGqYUrySGgzhL4Uj2XKD2Znj6Rd2zwC6gbfMzMK8M95PW7Hs9hWy7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/320/x1pxOYwqu4SjF5964X9vCl2Ph0DWpq604FqAo14oXqeXc5SeJANwcoczgB1ZLBSXPgS8l7P9eEIui1cjoqJtYGqYUrySGgzhL4Uj2XKD2Znj6Rd2zwC6gbfMzMK8M95PW7Hs9hWy7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115445611863053896?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115445611863053896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115445611863053896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115445602669497537</id><published>2006-08-01T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/1600/DSC04067.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4274/3286/320/DSC04067.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115445602669497537?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115445602669497537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115445602669497537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115428091774131725</id><published>2006-07-30T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:36:24.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que corta es la vida y uno vive haciendo planes a futuro sobre un terreno incierto e inestable&lt;br /&gt;Hay cosas que uno puede tomar como señales, pero solo por que nosotros las vemos asi, no por que realmente lo sean, pero el echo de verlas nos sugiere que la estabamos necesitando.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115428091774131725?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115428091774131725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115428091774131725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/07/que-corta-es-la-vida-y-uno-vive.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115365145463584293</id><published>2006-07-23T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No me digas lo que pienso por que lo ignoro para no recordarlo. Veo lo que sospecho y no quiero admitir, me molesta la inflexibidad y me lastima tu pensar, que se escuda en tontas intenciones.Corre por mis venas el veneno mas peligroso, por que forma parte de mi ser y muchas veces se revela contra mi, lastimandome en lo mas profundo. Que se puede pedir, cuando tenes que vivir con ello?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115365145463584293?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115365145463584293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115365145463584293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-me-digas-lo-que-pienso-por-que-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115331412499653831</id><published>2006-07-19T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El precio de esperar mucho de algo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora aprendi a aceptar que si soy demasiado exigente tengo que luchar mas para conseguir que las cosas sean como yo quiero...  (siempre corriendo el riesgo que quizas no lo consiga) y ese es el precio que hay que pagar.&lt;br /&gt;Si las cosas que uno quiere  fueran faciles de conseguir no les dariamos el valor que les damos y no serian valiosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115331412499653831?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115331412499653831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115331412499653831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/07/el-precio-de-esperar-mucho-de-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115321288115123626</id><published>2006-07-18T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Voy a cambiar el diseño del blog de nuevo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115321288115123626?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115321288115123626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115321288115123626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/07/voy-cambiar-el-diseo-del-blog-de-nuevo.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115276531568472909</id><published>2006-07-12T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No extrañaba la impotencia que se siente cuando alguien no es como queremos que sea... si tan solo cambiara un poco... pero no.&lt;br /&gt;Soy un poco egoista, lo se, pero te pone cara a cara con la realidad de que no controlamos todo, no todo es como queremos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115276531568472909?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115276531568472909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115276531568472909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-extraaba-la-impotencia-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30607170.post-115255953853723586</id><published>2006-07-10T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:16:09.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Algunas veces busco la reaccion directamente y no me doy cuenta que tendria que ser consecuencia de una accion determinada...&lt;br /&gt;Es mejor dejar todo fluir y que pase lo que tenga que pasar. Eso no quiere decir que no luche por lo que quiero, pero algunas veces ayuda mas a conseguir una actitud pasiva que golpearse la cabeza todo el tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30607170-115255953853723586?l=-justfly-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115255953853723586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30607170/posts/default/115255953853723586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-justfly-.blogspot.com/2006/07/algunas-veces-busco-la-reaccion.html' title=''/><author><name>.Marbi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00939971988749982276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
